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Submitted to Contest #332
Jill hated the taste of tears. She hated the way they crawled into her lips like salty spiders. Dandelions bowed their heavy heads and tickled her calves as she sat and stared at the creek still dribbling from last night’s storm. The grass pushed water into her jeans. She looked back and saw no signs of her father, but she heard him screaming her name through the trees, and the rage in his voice was enough to bring fresh tears to her face. Salty spiders, wrapping her cheeks in their web. The tall elms overhead dropped their branches in sharp...
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